you walk in the clouds
I look up to you in the world
distance between sky and earth
one hell
The Northern Wilderness where the blood flowed like a river
Ming Yang
Spirit of mountains and rivers
please hear me cry
the one i love is gone
Rest alone in the wilderness
There is no possibility on the bridge of Naihe
please take me to him
Return to his room after a hundred years old
his soul is like a seagull
fly to the vast east
oceans and seas
Husband and fish forget each other in the rivers and lakes
This is my autobiography